Friday Favorites ||. Keep Calm + Carry On

Literally.  Keep Calm.  And Carry On.

I begrudgingly went to the doc today 

(these five minute dr visits are getting a bit taxing, not going to lie) 

& much to my surprise...

I left with her saying-"let's get this show on the road."

Wait, what?

To recap, basically if I haven't went on my own before October 11, I will be induced on that day!

My due date is October 18, but no one has ever believed I would make it to that day.

They were even open to scheduling next week-since the boys both came naturally at 38 weeks.

But yikes!  Me...not so much.  

I'm literally freaking out over wrapping my head around the fact that it is already time for her to be here.  My last baby.  I am so ready, but all at the same time I am so NOT ready.

Her nursery isn't ready, I don't have my hospital bag packed, I haven't scheduled newborn pictures.
blah blah blah blah blah
 The list is never ending because I choose for it to be.  I have never been such a nesting freak in all my life (and I'm a nesting freak without being pregnant).   I am driving myself & I'm sure my husband, b o n k e r s over things that really don't matter.  I don't think I've ever been this bad wanting everything to be "perfect."

I am saying this in all seriousness. 

It's like Satan is trying to steal my joy, the joy of this moment I've dreamed of for so long & taking my focus off of what really matters.  I know that I am too blessed for this nonsense!  

We've been so i n c r e d i b l y blessed with help in doing what we have done.  I don't want to overlook any of that!

But no matter what I do, no matter how hard I try-

it's like I keep taking things in to my own hands & out of God's & I'm back at square one.  I always hesitate when I share my heart, because, who wants to hear about some silly little insignificant crisis such as this?  I know there are WAY more important issues in other people's lives going on, but this is all the result of my worrisome/never (lightyears away from) perfect but always chasing perfect self.  

Read more about that girl here.  It's actually my testimony.

Let's just be honest.
This world bombards us with all the media outlets: emails, "pins," how to's, checklists, notifications of all the things we need to have done before X.  In my case, at the moment-it's "what needs to be done before baby comes."  It's like they want us to believe that a baby can't nor has never came in to this world without everything in place.  Well, when it boils down to it- that baby has made it nine whole months with nothing but it's mama and God's grace.

As I was sneaking out of Cam's room tonight after getting him to sleep-I looked back one last time as I usually do before pulling his door to & knew I had to come back to snag a picture of the moment.  Yes, of course because -how a d o r a b l e are these two??  But, mostly because I had a moment.  There laid my first born, in a room with all decorations laying on the floor-no paint-a floor full of t-shirts he had earlier slung all over the floor in search for the perfect match...

clean, clothed, healthy, safe, fed, happy, snug as a bug in a rug, sleeping in his own room with his furry best friend.  All was right in his world, & for good reason.

All IS right in his world right now.

And it is in mine, too.

There will be days to come when I'm sure it won't be, but now?

Now IS perfect.

It's not about what we have, but WHO we have & what we do with our time on earth.

I have a brother who I've almost lost a burden for.  I'll just be honest.  Isn't that the most terrible thing I could ever say?  But it's true.  When I allow trivial things to take over, that's what happens.

I'm blindfolded to what really matters.

And here I am worrying over everything being in its place.  I am ashamed, friends.

 Placing too much emphasis on all the wrong things.

Just had to pour my heart out, would you believe I can't sleep?

If you're still reading at this point, I guess what I want to say is-

whether our girl comes by the end of this day, or on October 11th.

I am ready.  Ready without a "finished nursery."  Ready without a hospital bag or all the things I think we "need" before she comes into our world.  Ready without a newborn shoot booked.  

I am ready when God sends her to us.  She is what matters.  Our family is what matters.

How can I not be ready?

And that is all the Friday favorites this mama has today.

Blah.  I'm sure I'll want to delete right after I put publish, but I'm vowing to leave it.

Real life, real feelings, real flaws.  Yep, I even want to remember this part of my story.

Word vomit.  I'm good at that when I blog🙃

XO

When I get so caught up in this world, this song always starts humming in my head & reminds me number one: of how blessed I am, and number two: this earth isn't my home.

Can't help but cry like a baby everytime❤️

This is my temporary home, it's not where I belong Windows and roomsthat I'm passing through This is just a stop on the way to where I'm going...